Fame and Fortune- chapter 4
London
Song:) : It Will Rain by: Bruno Mars
"Isn't it beautiful?" I gazed at the sunrise. My head rested on the plastic cover of the sticky backseat of the cab.
"Mmmm Sure." Sam groaned next to me shifting his body.
"83650 Langley Way." The Driver read of the house gate. I stared at it in awe. "He won't let me in. Your going to have to walk."
I got out of the white, smelly car, Still staring at the now intimidating gates. I pulled my suitcase out of the trunk as did Sam and Gibs. We approached the gates looking for a handle or a buzzer to let us in.
"I don't see anything." Gibson groaned sleepy.
"I'll ask the cabby how to get in." I said turning around heading to where the car was.
"Good luck." Sam laughed staring at the empty road. I sighed turning back to the gates. I put both my hands on the cold, steel bars. I rattled and shook it all I could.
"Gabby that's not gonna work." Gib groaned, searching the wall. I went over to the brick wall leaning against it.
"We could climb it." Sam shrugged.
"No we couldn't. It's way to high." I claimed sitting on the hard ground. My slowly began to shut but I forced them open.
"I guess all we can do is wait." Gib said sitting next to me, wrapping his warm arms around me. I cuddled closer to his warm body just realizing how cold I am. Sam sat by Gib resting his head on his shoulder.
"Should we call mom?" Sam asked.
"No it's midnight there." I answered. After a few minutes of silence we heard a low rumble of a car on the road. I lifted my head, seeing a shiny blue car coming towards us. I stood up quickly, trying to see the driver. It was a young boy, about my age, with chocolate eyes and matching hair.
"Hey! Are you guys Mr. Smiths kids?" He asked cheerfully.
"Yes can u tell us how to get in?" I asked.
"I will show you now. Sorry I'm a little late." He apologized.
"Do you like work here?" Sam questioned as the boy hit a button inside his car, opening the gates.
"Kind of. I do errands for Mr. Smith in exchange that i live here in a guess room." He explained. "Hop in, it's a long walk to the doors."
We piled our stuff in the trunk and got in the car. I sat in the front seat admiring the nice leather.
"So what's your name?" I asked.
"Samuel." He answered, driving up the long driveway.
"That's my brother name. He goes by Sam."
"I dislike when people call me Sam. That's what they call my older sister Samantha. Whats your name?"
"I'm Gabrillea, My twin is Gibson and the others Sam." I said as we pulled up the the front of the mansion. A tall man emerged from the doors with a smile on his face. A small woman peeked her head out. Her blue eyes met with mine and I recognized her.
"Gabby!" She exclaimed running towards me. She was very short, about five feet, and looked about 30. She hugged me then backed away.
"You probably don't remember me. I was your nanny when you lived here." She smiled. "Lizzy?"
I thought for a moment, then memories came flooding back. "Oh Lizzy! I remember now!"
She smiled and hugged me again. The man carried our bags in. "Your father is waiting inside."
